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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 17:40:38 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile Yesterday was exhausting, but that’s no reason to slack off, is it~? Cheeks stained with a hint of scarlet and her brow slick with the sheen of sweat, a ravishing raven in red running gear known as Bianca Bellucci tried her best to ignore the deep-set fatigue that she felt in her fine feminine form as she dashed through the streets of Musutafu at the briskest pace she could manage, perhaps trying to prove that youth and enthusiasm were more than a match for any amount of tiredness that the teen could had suffered. When you wanna be the hottest thing since the leather skirt was invented, you’ve gotta put the work in~ Fighting her way through a rather busy opening day for the cool little coffee place that her father had created in the shopping district for more hours than she really cared to focus on, despite this burden that had been placed upon her weekend the would-be heroine was not about to let her weariness get the better of her, and it was likely because of that spirit that she found the image of herself reflected around her to be that bit more pleasing. Besides, this is pretty good PR anyway, isn’t it~? The vixen’s view of herself easily the most welcome part of the activity if she was honest simply because she found that even the adverse circumstance of pelting along a path around her new home town, though she still felt a bit tired inside the mere image of herself looking so good was enough to make a few of those aches melt away, and that was without even considering the responses she was getting from the people around her. Turning heads even in my running gear… Always the sort who loved to feel the odd admiring gaze falling upon her frame and short of a tight top and short skirt the gear that the girl with golden eyes wore certainly rather the prominent aid in that endeavour, while she tried to play things cool and pretend that she didn’t notice the way that she was being stared at while she was sprinting, Bianca couldn’t help but feel her heart leap that little bit higher when she caught someone letting their irises linger on her a little too long, and especially so if they were the sort of person that seemed to elicit a lingering gilded gaze from her as well. Sometimes I almost feel guilty for being me~ Some of the talent around the teen seeming to be of such high order that she had almost been tempted to pause in her place and either enjoy it or even act upon the interest she was shown, all in all it was a lovely little boost to the self-esteem for even a vixen as vain as this one to remember that she could still turn heads in this manner, and was worth all the effort through which she was employed in making it look so bright and breezy as she did it. However, it seemed that soon she would be stunned not by her own dark delight in the reflection of a shop window, but rather someone elses… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:02:21 GMT -4
Alisa Vollan happened to be quite particular about her routine. Surprising for such a whimsical, free spirited woman, and yet she already knew all too well how physical fitness required constant training and discipline, exactly what she strove for every single time as she woke up at daybreak for her long morning run. Well, for the ordinary person, it would surely feel more like a marathon than a mere jog, but for the sculptress herself, it mattered little... As she ran around through the mostly empty streets with a smile on her face, barely even noticing the trickles of sweat dripping down her smooth, flushed skin, save for the odd moment where she found herself running her hand over her forehead, the sculptress seemed like a woman in her natural element: "My~... I sure hope the weather stays just like this for the rest of the day...", she mused as she shot her gaze skyward, her smile brightening at the sight of the clear, all encompassing blue, raising her hand over her eyes, squinting as she shielded them from the sun's glaring gleam. Unlike the younger fellow jogger she'd very soon have the pleasure of meeting up with, Alisa wasn't particularly concerned for her appearance, at least, that wasn't really what drove her to wake up every morning almost religiously, at the exact same time. She no longer had any worries about losing the firm physical fitness she'd sculpted over the course of these past few years, even if she knew her natural body shape would quickly compel her to put on weight if she slacked off on her training. But in her endless narcissism, Alisa already saw herself as standing right on that peak... And even then, she couldn't help but seek a higher summit every day. As long as there were still people stronger than her somewhere in the world... Alisa Vollan would keep training as intensely as ever, if not more so. Clad in a tight, comfortable pair of shorts that made a clear show of those tall, toned legs, coupled with a tight, sturdy sports bra aimed at keeping her weighty, generous bosom as steady as possible, the tall woman already had everything she needed to make heads turn wherever she went... And yet her eyes stood utterly fixed on the goal at hand, even if, for all her determination, she wasn't completely immune to every single distraction: "Ara~... Now there's a familiar face...", mused the sculptress, her smile curling into a cattish smirk, even through the hint of heart pounding exhaustion palpable on her face... Bianca Belluci... Now there's a sight for sore eyes, and understandably, a look of utter delight crossed her face, soon followed by a welcoming smile as she waved at the girl on the other side of the street...
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:04:26 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile Oh… The sight of a siren with sable coloured hair something that could slow the pace of time for anyone, Miss Bellucci included, as some dark slice of divinity broke through the ground and into the view of the vixen one might have forgiven the young woman for feeling like some song from an old movie started to ring through her ears as she spied that black beauty before her, and all too quickly she was like one of the stunned souls who only moments before had been staring at her. Oh my~ The lovely linguistics teacher looking luscious no matter the occasion but in that moment the skimpy choice of sports kit something that shot a shiver up the spine of our young focus, her golden gaze grew wider and wider as she looked at that slick shine on the woman’s brow, and despite how breathless she felt at the moment our hypnotized heroine couldn’t help but stammer and struggle to draw in a fresh lungful of air as she stared at that sublime sight. God, she’d never wanted to be a drooping droplet of water more than she did right now. Seems a shame to waste a chance like this, doesn’t it~? So distracted by the divine delight that she very nearly sprinted straight into a pedestrian as she pounded the pavement and spied her sinfully sinuous sensei waving toward her, after some quick steps the teen flashed a broad grin back at her favourite teacher, and then quickly searched for a gap in the traffic in order to close the distance between them. “Heeheehee, ciao~!” Suddenly that heaviness in her lower limbs seeming to disappear entirely when Bianca looked toward the ebony empress and because of that the perky pupil seeming to break into a hurried series of steps which looked almost like a trot, the flushed foreigner bounded toward the bewildering beauty she had accidentally discovered mid run, and wasted no time calling out to her either. “Hadn’t expected to see your loveliness rushing through town, signora~” Unsure of whether the wonder of a woman would stop for a chat or keep going but Miss Bellucci making sure that she moved with whichever option that the mature magnificence of her campus chose, even though her heart was racing and lungs were begging for more and more breath the jubilant junior tried her best to show coolness in her countenance as she greeted a gorgeous gothic goddess who would make her pulse quicker than any sprint could, and grinned as she did so. “But I must say, it’s rather a welcome surprise, I must say~!” Perhaps caught that little bit off guard given the unexpected element of their encounter but doing what she could to lay her charm on as thickly as she could from the get go, those bright eyes of the young beauty didn’t know where to look as she lingered in the company of such pet perfection; trying to focus on her eyes or the lips of the lush lady of language, but in all honestly fighting against the urge to get a real good look at the frame of the French fancy now that she had it almost all on display… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:06:20 GMT -4
"Oh, hello there, Ms. Belluci~", greeted the sculptress, shooting her that ever graceful smile as she slowed the pace of her jogging, all but skipping in place as she drew closer to her, not too keen on wrapping up her workout just yet. But in the end, she all but giggled at the girl's eagerness, silently noting to herself how Bianca was just as bold as when she'd first met her, if not more so as her tall teacher jogged up to her, now face to face with her seductive student on a far less comprimising environment: "Myyyy, ever the charmer aren't you~? Ufufu, Took the words right out of my mouth there~", she teased, winking at the witty young woman before her, flipping that long, lustruous dark hair behind her shoulder as it clung so stubbornly to her smooth, sweaty skin. In the end, she couldn't help let her gaze wash over the confident coquette, raising an eyebrow as she admired her sporty of choice of outfit and how flattering it felt on her nimble frame... In the end though, Alisa's grace shone through as she hardly spent any longer admiring her than elegance would dictate, even if the interest shone in those wine red jewels easily enough for her to pick up on. To her credit though, Alisa was quite open about it, "I must say, I admire your discipline in keeping yourself in such fantastic shape... Few of your classmates would bother getting up before noon on the weekend, let alone for a long morning run~"
In the end though, Alisa found the pace of her skipping slowing down, if only slightly... She wasn't about to let that steady heartrate drop so easily, even if the sight of the vivacious vixen standing in front of her could have some say in that, the admiring amazon pointed her thumb behind her and uttered an invitation: "If you'd like, you could join me for the rest of my run~... Worry not, I'm just about done... So I won't rope you into running a marathon or anything of the sort~"
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:07:22 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Hello to you yourself, Miss Vollan~” A smile sprouting upon her face the second that her sense spoke, Bianca almost wanted to pout as she found herself being addressed so formally by the fantastic french fox, though chose to convey her dissatisfaction in a playful but hopefully prominent fashion. “Perhaps I am the luckiest girl in the world to run into you like this, eh~?” Forcing herself not to become too distracted by the spring in the step or perhaps more accurately other parts of the sable siren when she bobbed in place, the young woman forced her gaze back up to those magnificent magenta irises from more engrossing venues upon the vixen and grinned as she let loose more of her signature charm, for which the woman seemed onto too happy to comment upon. “Well, if you ask me, you have to keep yourself in tip top condition both on account of being a hero and being a woman~” Happy to hear that it seemed that Alisa was just as eager and excited to meet her as she was, Miss Bellucci beamed at the bewitching black beauty and shook her hair out a little as the woman seemed to compliment her resolve as well, and used it as the ultimate opportunity to show herself off. “You never know who you might bump into, after all~?” Certainly knowing that she looked rather good right now, even with the ‘competition’ offered by this ebony haired enchantress, the sparkling student couldn’t help but gesture to her taught and tight frame with her hand as her fellow femme commented on her splendid shape, and honestly felt like her immodest choice of running gear was the wisest decision she had ever made given how the way was shaping up. Especially when she was invited to join the intoxicating idol to finish her routine. “Why, it would be an honour I would not like, but love, to indulge~” Practically biting off the hand of the beguiling belle when she was given the chance to run alongside her and waiting only on the woman to set whatever pace she wished to continue, after another bout of flattery Bianca took a deep breath and followed after the woman as they continued along her route, and aimed to make the most of this opportunity to keep the company of such dark divinity. “But I must say I too am impressed~? By what I see from you as well~?” The woman looking absolutely ravishing after all and the golden gaze of the girl reckoning that the sheen of sweat and flushed colour of her skin meant that she had been pushing herself hard as well, though she had only ever seen this tempting tutor in the light of education she suddenly found herself bustling with questions about her which were well away from the colour of the classroom, or even the coquetry she liked to share with her. “You are obviously a woman who likes to keep herself looking good, even a blind fool could see that, but I have my studies an excuse for my dedication so… I have to think that your own discipline is something to be admired~?” Apparently the sort who loved to keep herself in good condition given what she could tell from her fantastic frame but that clear cut musculature seeming to say to the student that she liked to go beyond working herself to simply look good, perhaps had she not chosen heroics and seen the effect that such gruelling but rewarding routine had on her own figure then perhaps Miss Bellucci might not have paid much attention, but right now she had a mind to wonder just what was driving this delectable dish to such measures… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:09:04 GMT -4
"Well don't sell yourself short sweetie... Seems to me like you're perfectly capable of putting smile on anyone's face with your presence alone~", she teased right back, perhaps hinting at how she herself was not entirely immune to those same charms she so eagerly flaunted, "Indeed, that is a perfectly valid, entirely wholesome motivation, is it not~?" Winking playfully at the vivacious vixen, Alisa could only shoot her a quizzical look with a hint of mischief, making it all too clear she understood that drive a lot better than she let on, all but letting her gaze wash over her sinuous shape once more as she so delightfully invited her to, only to look back up into her eyes with a knowing smile: "In that case, come along now. You better not fall back hmm~?", urged the sculptress, making it all too clear she wouldn't be so keen on slowing her pace down even for her sake. Well, she might, but Bianca could be absolutely sure she'd hear about it if she failed to keep up with the sculptress's swift, yet steady pace, keeping her breathing steady as her ample, heaving bosom rippled ever so visibly with ever step, even with the tall teacher's sturdy sports bra, "Ara... And what would that be, hmm~?" In the end, Alisa's brow rose with a curious hint as she looked at her student out the corner of her eye, already having a couple clues as to what exactly she might mention she saw in her... But even then, the sculptress couldn't help but brush her long, lustruous hair behind her, chuckling audibly: "Fufu~... My, is it really that obvious~?", she teased, eyes narrowing as her lips curled into a smile of utter delight, just as receptive to praise as she'd been when they first met, delighting in the girl's melodious voice almost as much as every single word from her lips, finally replying, "I'll admit, I've never quite thought of it that way... Still, your admiration is very much appreciated~" In the end, she couldn't help but shoot a longing glance up into the sky. Borne by necessity as opposed to any instinctive drive she couldn't ignore, in the end Alisa's desire to seek ever growing strength became as much a part of herself as anybody else. Ordinarily, thinking too hard on this could have made even that permanent smile fade, and yet, she couldn't... Not with such mesmerizing company at her side, and especially not when Bianca said something so amusing: "More importantly... I find it quite interesting that you'd refer to your studies as an excuse~...", teased the sculptress, eyes narrowing as she shot her an inquisitive glance, "...I wonder what your real reason might be~"
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:09:56 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Heeheehee, what kind of woman wouldn’t fall short when compared to you, hm~?” Every conversation with this enchanting ebony haired empress like a duel with ones favourite rival, each and every phrase that Miss Bellucci exchanged with the beguiling black beauty was like a fresh thrust or swipe of her foil which always seemed to be countered perfectly, and yet despite this always invited more and more excitement from her. “The rest of us are only human, after all~” The awe-inspiring Alisa certainly a breath-taking vision to behold and yet more and more her student feeling like she was just as charmed by their exchanges at she was about any heavenly aspect of her anatomy, she eagerly exploited the charm of her companion in order to show some of her own, and showered this sensuous slice of sublimity with praise whilst also inviting the chance to receive some of her own. Regardless of whether she was giving or taking with this womanly wonder, the result always seemed to make her day. “Heeheehee, don’t worry~?” Chuckling as the dark dish seemed to question whether or not she could manage to stay level with her and then scoffing at the very notion a second later, though she would naturally use this too as an opportunity to share yet another teasing line with her teacher, in all honesty the teen guessed that even a woman in as good a shape as this could give her much of a run around, despite the condition she was in. “With a picturesque prize like you to chase, my pace will know no limits~” After all Bianca representing the crème de la crème of physical ability given her studies, while she was perhaps underestimating the abilities that a woman such as this could possess as she shot her yet another sizzling statement, deep down she found it just a little bit cute that her comrade saw some competition here. Surely if she took this seriously, then the sparkling siren could leave her in the dust, right? “Perhaps, but then I have always had a discerning eye for details~” That sense of arrogance not blinding her to the opportunity she had however and that why the younger woman made sure to match the cadence of her tutor perfectly, once again Miss Bellucci spoke boldly as Alisa seemed to make light of how ‘obvious’ her amazing appearance was and flicked her hair in such an alluring fashion, and perhaps found her face glowing that little bit more than she should have given the level of exertion she was exerting right now. “Heehehee, now what makes you think I have an ulterior motive, I wonder~?” Intrigued however when she next found herself asked about using her hero work as an ‘excuse’ for her dedicated regime and giggling because of that, though she made no effort to deny the idea there was more to her current activity than lifting the level of her abilities the juicy junior played coy about the notion all the same, and waited to hear just what kind of assumptions and impressions that her intoxicating idol had of her before she gave any kind of definitive answer… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:11:41 GMT -4
"Myyy~... I'll admit, Bianca... I don't believe any of my students has ever been this keen on buttering up her teacher~", she winked, perpetually amused by the endless flow of praise leaveing her lips, the kind of words she'd expect to hear from a seductress much older than herself. Were she any other teacher, she might have found her advances bordering on inappropriate, but Alisa Vollan took in stride, utterly enchanted by the girl's confidence. Something she found undeniably beautiful, the artist couldn't help but admire it in turn, even if the playfulness of her posture all but made it clear she didn't take it as seriously as Bianca seemed to. In the end, she couldn't help but tease her, eyes narrowing as she looked into those vibrant amber hues, "I wonder where you picked up such interesting habits~" Alisa certainly know how Europeans were often quite a bit bolder romantically than Japanese, even if she might argue she wasn't really so used to that after living in Japan all this time, she had to give credit where credit was due... Given a few years, this girl would defenitely turn into quite the heartbreaker, if she wasn't already~ "I see you won't lack for motivation, then, hm...? I might just feel like putting it to the test~", letting out a gracious little giggle, Alisa actually picked up the pace of her jog, not too much. She wasn't about to torment her student after deciding she wanted to nurture her confidence, keeping an eye on her, just shooting her a cursory glance to see how well she kept up. Alisa wasn't particularly fast, though she had the kind of stamina to put a marathon runner to shame, and wasn't afraid to use it, "Who knoooows~" In the end though, Alisa could only snicker and shrug, wiping those lone trickles of sweat off her forehead, looking back to Bianca as she did so, clearly looking like she could think of a thing or two: "Who knoows... I can only imagine what other reasons a young woman like yourself might have to get up so early~..."
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:15:51 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Heeheehee, 'buttering up'~?” Tilting her head as her French fancy to comment on her flattery and flirtation like she was trying to get some kind of reward from her out of it, while it might have been true she could imagine a certain special endgame coming from the endless cascade of compliments she had for Alisa, Miss Bellucci knew that it was rather a different expectation from your average student and as such played coy so as to define herself better. “I keep telling you, I'm just the kind of girl who can't help but comment on the loveliness she sees, and with you it is in such abundance I never seem to run out of reasons to do so~?” Smirking and flipping those few unbound bunches of her hair a little as she continued onward both in her scuttling verbally and otherwise, the black beauty batted her lashes toward the woman next to her and showed her a slight sense of irony in her smile as well, seeming to admit with the gesture that she had a certain hidden agenda and hoping that a woman as worldly as this one would be able to guess what that was. “Heeheeheehee, you can try me, if you want~” Grinning when next is seemed that her tempting teacher was intent on measuring both her running ability and her resolve as she suggested putting their pairing to the test when it came to this little bout of exercise, Bianca refused to let the tiredness she felt from the day before blight the opportunity that was presented by this little chance to prove herself, and as such showed a confident front to the comment. Too confident perhaps, given what followed. “Ride me as hard as you want, I'll keep coming back for more with you~” Puffing out her chest and raising her chin as she pushed her own pace up enough to draw ahead of the divine delight and perhaps feeling that bit bolder than she would have done in a more formal setting of education, the smirking student waited for her teacher to catch her up in turn and then shot her own cool comment toward her, and tried to mimic that husky honeyed tone that the lady of linguistics used so effortlessly as she did so. “To get the worm, like the early bird, of course~” It seeming however that Alisa would always be the cooler of the two when it came to countenance though that perhaps a product from the culture from whence she came, though Miss Bellucci would have been delighted had the woman explored her own theories on why a girl like herself might have been out and about as she was in such a bright and breezy fashion, ultimately she was happy to guess at the interest she had in such a matter and after giving another cheeky little comment opted to share it with her openly in the hopes of impressing her in some way. “But no, heeheehee, there is a reason but I wonder what you'll think of me after I tell you it~?” Giggling playfully as she wondered what exactly that this calm and collected coquette might have made of the vanity in her decision to go out running even when she was a bit worn out and opting to stall the sable siren that bit longer because of it, perhaps had this teasing temptress not been so very good at making her student want to chase her and earn her attention then maybe she might just have let the issue go in a less enigmatic fashion, but honestly she was desperate for her notice and wanted to bait the woman into letting her bask in the bliss which would be the importance of her interest. She wanted to feel like this mature minx was hanging off her every word… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:16:48 GMT -4
The salacious undertone wasn't lost on her in any, making Alisa's eyes narrow at the sound, even as a gracious little giggle left her lips. Clearly, there was no end to her amusement around the confident coquette, even if some of her words all but bordered on inappropriate, the sculptress admired the subtlety with which she sprinkled her speech, never hiding her interest yet never professing it in such a way that the teacher would have no choice but to comment on it: "Ara ara~... You're about as eager as they come, aren't you Ms. Belluci? Careful you don't bite off more than you can chew~", for the tall teacher it felt very much like a challenge, delighting how she could indulge in her playfulness as she showed the girl how two could play that game, even as she picked up speed. To her credit, she also had the physical fitness to back her confident claims, for even as the teacher's pace slowly picked up, Bianca never quite seemed to struggle keeping up with her. Now nearing the end of her run, Alisa's soft, flushed skin glistened under the smooth morning sunbeams, those stray locks of hair clinging to her form as the odd trickle of sweat shimmering under those bright, delightful hues of daybreak. But even at the end of the end of her cardio workout, the cool, collected sculptress betrayed naught but a single show of exhaustion on her face, that graceful faint smile ever present on her face as she merely brushed away those wet locks whenever they draped down in front of her wine red hues. "Well, that's a rather unflattering way of putting it.", replied the sculptress, winking at her, not above teasing her fellow jogger, for ultimately she could only admire how well the girl kept up with her.
Calling it a result of her hero training would have felt decidedly unfair, considering the impressive Italian student had only recently enrolled at UA. Clearly, whatever merits she had in her current physical fitness were hers and hers alone, but Alisa wouldn't really humour the thought of further inflating her already impressive self assuredness, after all, too much confidence could easily turn into even the strongest hero's downfall. Something Alisa kept in mind at all times, for all her pride, vanity, and even a hint of narcissism: "My my... That sounds almost like quite a shameful little secret you have there...", spoke the sculptress, raising her eyebrow, her interest piqued as she looked at the dark haired delight at her side, wondering what she might say to it. before ultimately turning back to face the course ahead of her, "Worry not, I wouldn't dream of coaxing it out of you. A girl needs a couple of secrets~"
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:17:28 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Heeheehee, don't worry, Italian girls have nice big appetites~” Giggling softly as Alisa seemed to caution her against being overly ambitious in her interests but in the mind of Miss Bellucci that simply something which was impossible, she reassured the ravishing raven with whom she was running that she was in no danger of falling short, and smiled as she hinted that she would have plenty of room left for 'seconds' even if her initial hunger was sated. “And when it's something they love, they don't mind eating and eating, even if they end up going home with a belly ache~” The metaphor of food one that seemed to work perfect for a girl like her and the impish implication of innuendo which she wished to spread with her words, she let that golden gaze linger on the magenta eyes of the magnificent minx next to her and even dragged the tip of her top teeth across her lips as she smiled at the woman, hoping to pass on the knowledge that she was not the sort who would come again and again without ever getting her fill. “Heeheehee, oh just sinful, the sort of stuff one would need so many hail mary's to even mention~” In her own small way disappointed when the dark delight did not take the opportunity to enquire about the matter which she meant to discuss but more than happy to press the issue in order to further pique her interest if that was what it took, the tone of the teen turned to one that was light and almost flippant as she confessed the inherent corruption of her supposed secret, and as she did so shot a telling glance which would let her teacher know that it was something she would not regret hearing about. “But I don't mind that for you~” Shrugging gently as she continued to impress upon her intoxicating idol that she might just have made an exception when it came to her secrecy as far as she was involved and flicking her hair again as she did so, right now it felt like she was playing a game of chicken both when it came to this matter of her devious desires and the running they were embarking on, and though she was starting to feel a little ragged when it came to the latter she tried her best not to let it show too much, though she knew a little was never a bad thing in this regard. “After all, you seem the understanding and insightful sort…” Face just that little bit pinker and her chest rising and falling with an ounce more prominence than usual, Miss Bellucci could see the 'polish' of perspiration on the features of her fellow femme as they caught those sunbeams and hoped that the same factor on her flesh was even half as enthralling as what Alisa presented to her, because then she would look truly magnificent. “And good at keeping naughty secrets as well~” If anything relishing this chance to continue simply because the longer she ran the more and more she couldn't help but feel like she was getting an insight into other situations where her teacher might become red-faced and breathless, in addition to that she had also been provided with a fine chance to show the woman just how well she might keep up with her in that regard as well, because she didn't want this marvel of maturity thinking she was just some other teenage when it came to that kind of excitement. No, she was enduring and experienced, far more than her age might have implied, and eager to demonstrate that fact at their first available… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:19:32 GMT -4
"Bragging about your appetite hm~? Only one more thing you're confident about, I see.", for a moment, Alisa's eyes all but widen... Just when she thought Bianca Bellucci could take her no further, the girl always found a way to surprise her with her boldness, until the sculptress couldn't help but feel an odd sense of relief mixed with a hint of excitement. Had she been any other the teacher, she might have culled that captivating confidence the moment she turned her attentions to her teacher. Not Alisa, however. In the end, her job was to nurture new heroes, which meant nurturing their confidence in their skills, and most of all, in themselves, "Well, if you're hoping to keep up with me, you'd be lucky to get off with just a bellyache... You might end up not going anywhere for a long while~" However, far be it from the teacher to thoroughly test all of her student's rather earnest appetites, that certainly didn't stop her from indulging in their little back and forth. Perhaps there was something to be said about leading her on, but Alisa felt a measure of confidence in knowing the girl at her side would never genuinely as for something the sculptress was unable to give her: "Oh my... Have you been craving a chance to confess, perhaps~?", she teased, quickly catching how that scrumptious little secret was something Bianca was a lot keener on sharing than she let on, and in the end the tall woman wound up holding her younger companion's gaze, betraying none of the temptation to look down and marvel at the mesmerizing minx in all her glistening glory, "Hmmm, is it something I could keep in mind, by any chance~?" Two could play that little game of cat and mouse, after all, and as much as Ms. Bellucci tempted Alisa with the little morcel of knowledge about herself, so did the taller woman tease the answer out of her without ever feeling a need to ask: "Naughty hmm...? Seems to me like my new student has been getting up to no good... With nobody in school being none the wiser, too.", eyes narrowing, Alisa found immeasurable delight in that playful, ambiguously flirty back and forth, enough to leave her with an almost gleeful little tingle that made even the strain of their stenuous exercise all but fade into the background, "Fufu~... Indeed, I happen to be quite a good listener, if you're that eager to ease the burden that weights you so."
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:22:49 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Heeheeheehee, Italian girls also learn quickly that modesty gets them nowhere, you see~ Well, nowhere they tend to want to go, at least!” Smiling and batting her lashes a little bit as Alisa seemed to offer a playful comment about the ever-present confidence she showed, Miss Bellucci was happy to show the same bold and boastful approach when she informed her that she wasn't dealing with some garden variety French girl or meek Japanese youngster her, but rather a blossoming woman who came from a culture that praised and prided itself on its assertiveness and outgoing nature. “G-Goodness, well, it's a risk I'll have to take, I suppose~?” Despite that fact the foreign femme still found just a little bit flustered at the images her teacher's impaction's inspired within her, while she could most assuredly talk rather a good game she still couldn't help but show just a little bit of her age when she was met with the bragging of the black beauty beside her, and felt a shiver run up her spine as she pictured the woman going to that extreme as well. After all, she didn't seem the sort who failed to back up her words with actions, now did she. “Oh heavens yes, I am definitely in need of some unburdening, senseiiii~” Grinning when next it seemed that the sable siren was finally seeming to indulge other immodest desires she had as well, while the teacher seemed to be increasingly interested in the subject that the teen teased her with, Bianca still opted to waggle that yummy little treat in front of her face a little since she was enjoying this back and forth too much to break it just yet. “Ohhhh, I think it's something I am quietly eager for you to understand about me~?” If anything happy to use this as a chance for her to show quite openly that she was the sort of girl who could match this womanly wonder in any regard, far too many seemed to use the matter of an age difference as a reason to dismiss her, and because of that the dazzling diva wanted to firmly impress upon her the idea that while her birth certificate might have rated her as a 'mere' seventeen year old she was far more than some silly little schoolgirl. This was no inferiority here when it came to matters of maturity. “Oh definitely, I know how to be discreet when I need to be, no matter the subject~” Smirking at Alisa when the matter of her moderation and responsibility seemed to be brought to the forefront and that another issue in which the Italian idol wished to impress her marvellous mentor, because of those stuffy and judgemental minds some might have frowned upon a sense of intimacy between them but Miss Bellucci wanted her to know she had no reason to doubt her when it came to gossip; whatever might happen between them was for them alone, as far as she was concerned. “So I hope you'll place your faith in me too, as I can you~?” Reminding the ravishing raven that trust was a two way street and as such they needed to be equal in that regard, since she was the one taking the first step when it came to silly little secrets of ego and excitement she hoped her enchanting ebony empress would extend her the same courtesy as well, especially if their time together in future went in the direction she so deeply desired it would… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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Post by Alisa Vollan on Sept 24, 2020 18:23:21 GMT -4
It seemed almost excessive to let loose so much of her charm, but in love and battle alike, the tall teacher was notorious for her difficulty in holding back when the whims struck her: "Who knooows~...", she added in the end, satisfied with that precious little nugget she got, so far the first and only time she seemed to get under her skin. But in the end, Alisa wouldn't press her advantage, for Bianca had indeed guessed correctly: She'd never promise the girl anything she was unwilling to give her. After all, Bianca was playing a game with someone whose position didn't quite allow her to relish the same rules. She'd be lying if she completely dismissed any such interests, even if for no reason other than how this captivating cutie so cleverly kept up with her wit... In the end, she could only smile as the girl seemed eager to lighten her load: "And yet it hardly sounds like something you're not even remotely repentant about hmm~...", added the sculptress, raising an eyebrow, her smile widening into a knowing little smirk, winking playfully at her, "I suppose eager would be one way of putting it~" It really wasn't so much a matter of discretion, but rather principles on which Alisa wouldn't budge. As a free spirit who thought for herself, unburdened by rules other would push onto her, she could be surprisingly inflexible, adamant, unyielding eve, when it came to the values she deemed vital. A woman of diamond through and through. "Though I can help but wonder, just what would warrant such a faithful need for discretion... I can only imagine what manner of secrets have you been keeping.", teased the sculptress, her eyes narrowing once more as she all but kept her eyes on those radiant ambers at her side. The sculptress played a dangerous game, after all, they were jogging through the sidewalk, which, thankfully empty as it was, could still have plentiful obstacles to run into. If anything, it only evidenced Alisa's instincts that she managed to steer clear of obstacles while teasing the devilish diva at her side, "I can promise you I'll keep them, however, in the end, I'm still your teacher... Depending on what I hear I might just decide your education needs... A special, more attentive touch on my part~" Alisa knew what game she was playing after all, dangling that tantalizing morcel in front of her face, begging her to bite... But Alisa wasn't so easily tempted, and she was perfectly capable of taking that delectable bait and turning it on the girl at her side.
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Post by Bianca Bellucci on Sept 24, 2020 18:29:45 GMT -4
She stole my heart by showing me nothing more than her smile “Oh no, I certainly feel just awful about it~?” Smirking as Alisa pointed out her lack of regret for the devious little secret she was keeping and then batting her lashes as she shifted into a little bout of acting, Miss Bellucci fluttered those long, dark frames around her eyes and even broke into a something of a pout as well, but guessed that they both knew she was just playing around. “I'm definitely a bad, bad girl~” Unable to keep the corners of her mouth curling upward as she continued her little routine and even found herself fighting against the urge to rap her rump provocatively, the wicked young woman hoped that the tone of her voice and the look in her eye would convey the innuendo she hoped alone, and even if the dazzling diva was beginning to realize that the running raven seemed to be downplaying the response she showed she still hoped it tickled the teacher to hear her playing up like this. “Oh all sorts of things, I'm afraid~” Drawing her wrist across her brow as she found that warm, late-summer sun bearing down on her and making even her Mediterranean constitution struggle just a little against the effort she was putting in right now, Bianca grinned as the stunner at her side asked about the sinful little issues which she was holding within her, and instantly saw yet another chance to tease her in much the same manner as she had been doing all along. “Devilish details that would likely arouse great surprise, among other things~” Some people appreciating a girl who was direct but this short amount of time which she had spent with this sable siren showing her sparkling serenity that she did a lot better when she played things cool and coy, the bright beauty reflected much of the attitude that she was shown by this fine French fancy and used that trait to her advantage as she drew the woman into engagement, and though she knew that at some point she would no doubt be bested in a game like this with a woman so mature and experienced as this ebony haired empress, it was still a fun ride all the same. “But naturally, I can only share secrets that pertain solely to me, otherwise I wouldn't be much of a keeper, would I~?” Pulling her golden gaze away from the gorgeous gothic goddess when she left that little line hanging there and used it to prove that she absolutely was the sort who could keep matters quiet and private when the occasion suited her, Miss Bellucci was loving this little chance to keep working Alisa up by just tugging on those strings, and shivered as she imagined the result it would have when this strong and independent woman finally had enough of the teasing, and came at her to get what she wanted. “Though, that being said, the sound of your special attention does sound like it might be very compelling to a girl like me~?” That and the lingering note of innuendo between them something which was driving her wild, while she could have easily written off the redness in her face and the shine on her brow as a result of the combination of climate and exercise it was likely that there were other factors in play here, and she was honestly glad to have an excuse to hide how hot under the collar she was starting to feel as the subtle sense of spice in their conversation grew greater with each and every passing remark… @tag | Word Count: ### | Sporty
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